Obama is a BEMR: Here's how ObamaCare and Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill will kill people

The crash occurred Monday night approximately 8:30PM. The highway patrol, deputies, police, EMTs, firemen, doctors, nurses, technicians, and medevacs worked from just after 8:30PM Monday until at least 4:30AM, Tuesday. Many continued to work with the victims until late Tuesday night. The volunteers and call personnel went to work at their regular jobs, Tuesday. 

Under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill (S. 3194), there would be fewer highway patrol, sheriff's deputies, and police. 

Under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, highway patrol, sheriff's deputies, and police would not work long hours. 

Under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, highway patrol, sheriff's deputies, and police would not risk their lives pulling victims from burning vehicles.

Under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, there would be no volunteer fire department. 

Under ObamaCare, there would be only primary care doctors in this area. 

Under ObamaCare, doctors would not have to come to work, work long hours, or perform emergency surgery. 

Under ObamaCare, there would be only basic nurses in this area. 

Under ObamaCare, nurses would not have to come to work, work long hours, or perform outside their duties. 

Under ObamaCare, the normal and advanced medical equipment at the hospitals in this area would be gone. 

Under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill (S. 3194), the Clean Air Act, Cap and Trade, there would be no medevacs. 

Under ObamaCare, hospitals would not transfer patients. 

Under ObamaCare, the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, the Clean Air Act, Cap and Trade, and the other Obama/Reid/Pelosi anti-American legislation, most of the injured would be dead, if not today then within a week. 

Under ObamaCare, the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, the Clean Air Act, Cap and Trade, and the other Obama/Reid/Pelosi anti-American legislation, most of the highway patrol, deputies, police, EMTs, firemen, doctors, nurses, technicians, and medevacs would be under arrest for violating the law -- which resulted in saved lives. 

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http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/lanow/2010/08/15-injured-in-crash-outside-bishop-that-killed-3-including-cal-baptist-cheerleading-coach.html

15 injured in crash that killed 3, including Cal Baptist cheerleading coach [Updated]

August 10, 2010 | 12:47 pm

Police on Tuesday identified 15 young people injured in a fiery collision outside Bishop that left three dead, including the cheerleading coach from California Baptist University in Riverside.

Monday evening's accident appears to have involved two cross-country teams traveling in opposite directions on Highway 395 five miles south of Bishop. The crash killed 35-year-old Wendy Rice, of Corona, who was driving a van that was carrying cross-country team members from the university to a high-altitude training camp in Mammoth.

Two college-age women, who were in the SUV going south when it rolled through the center divider and into oncoming traffic also died, but their names have not been released.

[Updated, 3:23 p.m.: The women have been identified as recent graduates and former cross-country runners from Cathedral Catholic High School in San Diego, according to a letter posted by the school’s principal.

Amanda Paige Post, 18, of Encinitas and Natalie Nield died after the Ford Expedition collided with the van.

Derek Thomas, a 2010 graduate of the high school, was also in the accident and was in critical condition with burns over most of his body.

More than 200 students, teachers, parents and friends gathered at the school’s chapel Tuesday morning to say the rosary for the victims.

Members of the school’s cross-country team were planning to meet to pray for their former teammates, said Principal Mike Deely.

“This is a severe shock to all of us and our prayers are with our family and friends affected by this tragedy," Deely said.

Drew Dellis, who graduated from the school in 2005, also was injured in the collision.]

Three others in that vehicle suffered third-degree burns.

Drew Constantine Delis, 22, of Encinitas, was taken to San Joaquin Community Hospital in Bakersfield with major injuries. Derek Randal Thomas, 19, of Encinitas, was flown to West Hills Hospital with major injuries.

A 19-year-old woman from Ashland, Ore., who was driving a 2000 Subaru Legacy also struck the van after the first collision and was hospitalized with third-degree burns and multiple injuries.

Cal Baptist's 2009 Ford Econoline van was carrying 13 people, including Rice, who was declared dead at the scene, and Rebecca Trupp, 20, of Riverside, who suffered severe head trauma and was airlifted to a hospital in Reno, Nev.

Authorities believe the SUV was carrying student athletes from a San Diego-area cross-country team because they found running gear in the wreckage.

Eleven student athletes from Cal Baptist were taken to area hospitals with minor to serious injuries: Alyssa Neimeyer, 19, of Temecula; David Solis, 19, of Corona; Brenda Perez, 20, of Riverside; Alicia Catanese, 21, of Corona; Jennifer McGuire, 17, of Stevenson Ranch; Kayla M. Beaudoin, 19, of Corona; Miguel Angel Gonzalez, 18, of Hacienda Heights; Marissa Benson, 18, of Gresham, Ore.; Jonathan Monteon, 18, of Chino; Jonathan Hernandez, 18, of Moreno Valley; and Hanna Ingulsrud, 19, of Ontario.

Inyo County Sheriff's Deputy Shane Scott was driving when he saw the collision in his rearview mirror, according to the California Highway Patrol. Scott went back to help, and he pulled one man from the burning SUV and heard another passenger screaming for help inside, but was unable to rescue her.

A third passenger who had been riding in the same SUV as the two who were killed was ejected from the vehicle and was on fire as she walked past Scott before dying in the roadway.

About 45 Cal Baptist students, including incoming freshman and seniors, departed from the small Riverside campus Monday evening for a week of high-altitude training near Mammoth, said Mark A. Wyatt, the university’s vice president of marketing and communication.

Some of the freshmen on the trip had attended a day of college orientation just hours before leaving on the trip. Because the cross-country team has only two coaches and needed an extra driver, Rice volunteered to drive the third van, he said.

-- Tony Barboza in Los Angeles and Phil Willon in Riverside

Photo: Rescue workers at the crash scene on Highway 395 south of Bishop. Credit: Mike Bodine / The Inyo Register

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When you need a policeman, will one be there? Not under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill. 

When you need a fireman, will one be there? Not under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill. 

When you need a medevac, will one be there? Not under the Police and Firefighters Monopoly Bargaining Bill, the Clean Air Act, Cap and Trade, and CARB. 

When you need a surgeon, will one be there? Not under ObamaCare. 

When you need God, will He be there? Not under Obama. 

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I am patriotic, and, this Fourth of July, I’ll show my patriotism like I always do.

I am patriotic, and, this Fourth of July, I’ll show my patriotism like I always do.

I love to decorate. I love to fly extra flags and string red-white-and-blue lights. I love bunting. One year, there was a post-Fourth sale, so, I bought copious quantities of easy-to-hang made-in-China bunting. I drown the house, fences, and automobiles with bunting. This year I won't. The local ordinances restrict outside displays because they are considered an eyesore and they might offend neighbors. By referendum, we determined that chemicals in bunting are known to cause cancer.

I love patriotic music. I love John Philip Sousa marches. I love Army, Air Force, Navy, and Marine Corps songs and hymns. I love military songs from The Revolution to the Civil War to the Great World War to World War II to Korea to Vietnam to today. I love battle songs from “The Battle of New Orleans” to “The Battle of the Alamo”. I love “The Ballad of the Green Berets”. I love “Le Jour de Plus Long”. I save my crave for the Fourth, place speakers outside, and overdose. This year I won’t. The local ordinances restrict external speakers to prevent noise pollution and the songs might offend neighbors. By referendum, we determined that noise is known to cause cancer.

I love parades. As I aged, I changed from loving parades to not-loving parades to loving parades, again. I love the marching soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines. I love the military equipment, the veterans from so many wars, the marching bands, the young people and the old people, and the patriotic displays and floats. This year I won't attend. The local ordinances banned parades out of respect for Native Americans, undocumented workers, Islamists, non-Americans, and pacifists. The local ordinances banned soldiers, sailors, airmen, marines, veterans, and firearms and military equipment because someone might feel threatened.

I love iced tea. I love instant, brewed, and sun tea. I love the bitterness of cheap instant tea and the smoothness and subtle textures of expensive tea. I have an iced tea maker, several tea kettles and tea pots, and an electric kettle. I love to make flash-chilled iced tea. I love how hot tea poured over ice crackles and pops and releases its aroma. I love how cheap tea clouds in the glass and how expensive tea is transparent in different shades of brown and orange and red. I love to mix flavored tea leaves for iced tea. I love sweet tea but not too-sweet tea. I love how mint or lemon or lime adds a little zest to sweet tea. I have a portable ice maker that cranks out 33 pounds of ice per day. It makes hollow, half-moon ice in three different sizes. I never want for ice for tea. I love the sight and sound and smell of tea splashing over a glassful of ice. I love the sight and touch of a big glass – glass, not plastic – of iced tea with a flexi-straw, slices of lemon and lime on the rim, and filled with lots of ice. I love to see the glass sweating on a summer day. This year I won't make any. State law banned ice because ice production is an energy vampire and ice causes global warming. Gluttonous demand for lemons, limes, mint, and tea endangers the planet. By referendum, we determined that tea, sugar, and ice are known to cause cancer.

I love to barbeque. I have a 33-year-old Weber Kettle and a Big Green Egg. The Weber makes the best steaks, hamburgers, roasts, ribs, chicken, fish, fruits, and vegetables – and corn on the cob – and baked potatoes – and foil-wrapped anything – and kabobs – and mushrooms.  Give me a skewer of barbequed red, white, and yellow onions and shrooms and I'm happy. The Big Green Egg smokes meat so well that your tongue smiles when you taste it. This year I won’t barbeque. State and local laws prohibit barbeques because of pollution. The prohibition’s okay because state laws banned barbeque seasonings, good-for-grilling fatty meats, white bread buns, over-eating, and eco-unfriendly foods. They banned charcoal briquettes, too. The all-natural, endangered-cacti-safe, eco-friendly, stinky pseudo-charcoal doesn’t work, so, the ban is moot. I used to smuggle charcoal briquettes. Prison and confiscation of my truck for a seven-dollar bag of charcoal seems a bit much. Gluttonous demand for meats, fruits, vegetables, grains, and dairy products endangers the planet. By referendum, we determined that barbeque spices, barbequed meat, barbequed vegetables, barbequed fruits, butter, salt, sour cream, chives, bacon crumbles, ice cream, whitebread, over-eating, fumes from charcoal briquettes and propane, fumes from metals and chemicals in barbeque grills, sunshine, and fresh air are known to cause cancer.

I love tomatoes. I love their sight, feel, smell, and taste. I love big and small, and, red and white and yellow and black tomatoes. I love heirloom tomatoes and their histories. I love tomato sandwiches – white bread, a dollop of white, and freshly ground salt and pepper. I love grilled tomatoes. I love barbequed tomatoes. I love stewed tomatoes. I love tomato salad. I love vinegared tomatoes. I love to grow tomatoes. I love seeding them, gently blowing on the seedlings, transplanting, watering, feeding, pruning, watching for bugs, and, especially, harvesting. I plant seeds on the Ides of March so I have fresh tomatoes on the Fourth. This year is tomato-free. Federal, state, and local ordinances regulate individual gardens. Ordinances dictate the size, shape, and content of the garden. If the garden produces fruits or vegetables – I don’t care what the Supreme Court decided, tomato is a fruit – ordinances ban most soils and chemicals. By referendum, we determined that soil, chemicals, fruits, vegetables, water, sunshine, and fresh air are known to cause cancer. Imported tomatoes are picked green by abused, undocumented laborers making less than minimum wage, then the tomatoes are pumped full of gas, painted red, and coated with salmonella or e.coli or banned chemicals and pesticides. At least imported tomatoes have no flavor so I'm not really missing anything.

I love to make ice cream. When I was a child, the Fourth was a great day because we made fresh peach ice cream from custard. We all took a turn on the crank, and, adding ice and ice cream salt to lower the temperature. It took a lot of time and effort, but it was worth it. Now, I have an electric ice cream maker. It’s not the bucket you put in the freezer; it’s a real ice cream maker with its own compressor. A couple of days before, I find ripe strawberries, slice them, and macerate different batches with white, light brown, dark brown, or demerara sugar. I make a custard that is sinful before adding flavors and fruit and freezing. I make shortcake from scratch using cream and demerara sugar. I make whipped cream from scratch. Assembly is simple: hot, fresh shortcake then ice cream then scoops of differently macerated strawberries then whipped cream. This year I won’t. The state banned the ice cream maker because it is eco-dangerous. Gluttonous demand for eggs, fruits, dairy, poultry, sugars, and grains endangers the planet, and, by referendum, we determined they are all known to cause cancer.

I love fireworks. When I was young, I made my own. I had a special blend of charcoal, sulfur, and saltpeter that worked great. Finding the right paper for firecrackers was a quest in itself. I searched for different metals to grind into powder to add to the gun powder to make different colors. I love bottle rockets. I like to place a couple of gross in the same large coffee can, light one, run, and watch my re-enactment of the Battle of Moscow. This year I won’t. Making fireworks is an act of terrorism and punishable by ten years in prison and a $100,000 fine. State and local laws banned private fireworks. Now, I love to go to outdoor fireworks displays. I love the warm summer night. I love the smells. I love the children laughing and the adults ooh-ing and ah-ing. I love the fireworks – their light and their thunder and their smells. This year I won’t attend. State and local laws banned outdoor fireworks displays because they poison the waterways and scare the endangered Ahuizhoti. By referendum, we determined that fireworks are known to cause cancer.

I love to play in the dirt (work in the yard). Traditionally, I spend part of the Fourth mowing, edging, and weed-whacking. There is something patriotic about a well manicured lawn. This year I won’t. State ordinances banned my brand new yard tools for not meeting the annually reduced carbon-emissions pollution standards and the annually reduced noise pollution standards. Before the State banned my tools, the State made them impossible to use by requiring head protection, ear protection, eye protection, nose protection, mouth protection, lung protection, finger protection, hand protection, arm protection, leg protection, chest protection, back protection, and foot protection. Signs must be worn and placed in and around any machine activity. Ordinances banned weed killers, bug killers, fertilizers, water sprinklers, trickle hoses, and standing water. By referendum, we determined that carbon emissions, noise, and grass clippings are known to cause cancer. I think grass clippings kill banana slugs, too. We can't have that. The banana slug is the state slug.

I am patriotic, and, this Fourth of July, I’ll show my patriotism like I always do.

BEMR

Republic of California

P.S. Do you think I like good in my Mao hat and Ché t-shirt?

Debtors prisons are for politicians -- and BEMRs

I think politicians should be required to find, identify, and commit non-loan funding for every bill they pass (funding cannot exceed last year's tax revenues minus 10%). 

If a bill requires a loan, the politicians are the co-signers for the loan. 

-- Then, we default and the politicians go to debtor prison. 

Since the pols didn't fund prisons, we'll have to outsource -- perhaps to South America or Asia. Who needs term limits when the pols are in a Venezuelan hoosegow or Chicom re-education camp? 

Debtors prisons are for politicians -- and BEMRs.

BEMR

Welfare checks without IOUs are for BEMRs

I think welfare recipients should be required to write an IOU to the Citizens of the US for the monies they receive so they know how much they're actually receiving and the cumulative amount with interest. 

I think the value of their vote should be reduced by the quantity of their debt.

Welfare checks without IOUs are for BEMRs.

BEMR

Payroll deduction is for BEMRs

I think taxpayers should be required to write a tax check to the separate government entities so they know how much they're actually paying.

Payroll deduction is for BEMRs

Politicians who buy non-America first are BEMRs

Well, if a foreign-made inflight refueling aircraft is good enough for the US Air Force (EADS) then foreign-made crystal is good enough for our US Diplomats.


http://www.nypost.com/f/print/news/national/hill_nub_of_ny_firm_is_crystal_clear_FYR65jDt5RHnO4X4CLOaFL


Updated: Mon., Mar. 15, 2010, 9:51 AM


Hill's $nub of U.S. companies in purchase of crystal stemware is clear
By GEOFF EARLE Post Correspondent
Last Updated: 9:51 AM, March 15, 2010
Posted: 3:36 AM, March 15, 2010


WASHINGTON --- Hillary Rodham Clinton's State Department is spending $5.4 million to buy fine crystal stemware for American embassies -- but it won't give the US economy much of a boost.
The contract was given to a tiny Washington, DC, interior designer, which in turn subcontracted the crystal work to a Swedish firm -- snubbing such US companies as the famous manufacturer in Clinton's own back yard, Steuben Crystal of upstate Corning.


The firm didn't even get a chance to bid on the contract, which will outfit embassies and ambassadors' residences with fancy crystal for ritzy functions.


Ironically, under the no-bid contract, some of the crystal is to be custom-crafted to include the seal of the United States, although Swedes will do all of the manufacturing.


Contracting rules require any American firms that subcontract work to use a domestic firm or get a waiver.


The firm that got the contract, Systems Design Inc., is a small interior-design firm in tony Georgetown. The company, which is eligible for minority small-business contracts, does not appear to have done any similar work.


After getting the contract in September, the firm subcontracted to Swedish glassmaker Orrefors/Kosta Boda USA.


Department spokesman Darby Holladay said Systems Design couldn't find a domestic producer who could meet the 100 percent lead-free requirement, although a Steuben spokesman said it does manufacture lead-free crystal.


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Now, as a good person, ask a chemist about lead leaching from crystal into a drink. It's almost a certain as being struck by lightning thrice. And ask about US Diplomats leeching... 


What's the matter, Hillary, didn't steal enough crystal when you left the White House? 


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Hillary and politicians who buy non-America first are BEMRs. 


BEMR

Politicians who advocate ending "don't ask, don't tell" are BEMRs

http://www.stripes.com/article.asp?section=125&article=68309

Women stare, too

Stars and Stripes

Letters to the Editor, Friday, February 26, 2010

I hear where the writer of "DFAC meat market?" (letter, Feb. 19) is coming from. The ogling happens far too much.

I myself am an extremely handsome man and have been told so by my mother, wife and other assorted females. I often walk into the chow hall and catch women undressing me with their eyes. Sometimes I feel like saying, "Hey ladies, my eyes are up here!" I also find myself taking my chow back to the office and eating in a dark room while crying.

I am a soldier in uniform, and though I carry a weapon like the next soldier, I often come across compliments — strike that — sexually vulgar innuendos aimed at me. What am I to do? I am only a 6-foot-4, 240-pound brickhouse with features carved out of marble by the gods themselves. I work hard to keep myself in shape and enjoy wearing tight-fitting clothes that accentuate my muscular build. It takes me 20 minutes a day to manscape my face so that I look hotter than the next dude.

I don’t do this for the attention; I do it for personal pleasure, to prove to myself that I am better and prettier than those around me, but I don’t want other people to notice this.

I have a solution to the problem: I suggest we put blinders on all of the women on base. That, or not allow women to join the military. Then it’s just us dudes again, man; men complimenting men on their physical fitness. Then we could walk around with our shirts off all the time and not feel threatened by the overly aggressive woman the military seems to foster.

Dudes! Just dudes, no women. That is the military I would like to serve in.

Still hanging in the meat market.

Sgt. William K. Lee
Camp Arifjan, Kuwait

Sgt Lee is NOT a BEMR. Of course, now, as a consequence of his hotness, he's probably a private.